Chapter 16 016. You just kissed without sticking out your tongue
Zhou Yi caught a pheasant.
Met it on the way down the mountain.
This pheasant with colorful feathers was on a branch several meters high, three or four meters away from Lei Li and Zhou Yi. It had its back to them and didn't notice them, but was still clucking.
The branches are a bit dense.
Lei Li wanted to catch it, so he aimed his straw knife at the chicken, but there was a pit underneath. If the chicken flew away, he would have to pick up the knife after it fell into the pit, which would be a waste of time.
Who knew that the pheasant suddenly flew out and broke away from the dense branches. Zhou Yi quickly picked up a few stones and threw them out with force, hitting the pheasant's head.
"Gu!"
“Gugu——”
The pheasant was frightened by the sudden attack and cried out in panic. It was then hit by Zhou Yi's stone and finally failed to escape and fell into the pit.
Lei Li's glasses lit up, and he forced his way through, cutting all the long, thin, bladed grasses and picking out the half-dead pheasant.
Lei Li happily shook his head towards Zhou Yi, "That's great, I can pick up a chicken after digging herbs."
"Your face is bleeding."
Zhou Yi plucked a few leaves of white stinkweed from the ground, crushed them in his hands, and smeared them on Lei Li's face. "To stop the bleeding."
Lei Li sniffed, "It was just a scratch from the ghost grass. It will be healed tomorrow. Why would I need to apply a leaf? I don't know how many times I've been scratched by it since I was a child."
"It still hurts a bit no matter how many times I row."
Zhou Yi said, looking at the chicken in his hand, "Didn't you say today that wild onions fried with bacon were delicious? Wild onions fried with chicken nuggets are also delicious. Let's go back and cook this chicken."
"That won't work?"
Lei Li disagreed. "Pheasants are much more expensive than domestic chickens. Raise them at home for two days, then wait for the county market to open and sell them at the county restaurant or to the landlords."
"It may not survive until the day after tomorrow."
Zhou Yi's two attacks hit the chicken's brain. It would be lucky if it could survive tonight.
—
The chicken was finally roasted and eaten.
Lei Li boiled some water while Zhou Yi bled the chicken and plucked its feathers, then cut open its belly and took out its internal organs.
The weather at the end of March is already quite hot.
Raw meat doesn't keep for long, and Lei Li doesn't have a well, so all drinking water comes from the public well in the center of the village. Naturally, he can't put the chicken in a bucket in the well to keep it fresh.
So a whole chicken was cooked.
The tough chicken heads, feet and breasts are used to make soup, and paired with the five-fingered ginseng picked today. The washed chicken intestines are sliced and cut into flowers, then stir-fried with wild onions.
The remaining chicken is made into white-cut chicken.
There are sand ginger on the Sanlihe Mountains and coriander on the banks of the Sanlihe River. Zhou Yi also discovered Indian basil.
Yinsu is the name used in Zhou Yi's hometown. He doesn't know its scientific name. The leaves are green with very sharp serrations on the edges and a pungent smell.
"Don't be fooled by the smell, it's actually delicious."
"I don't believe it."
Lei Li felt that these three things were very dark. Not only did they look weird, but each one was stinkier than the other. He was a little suspicious that Zhou Yi was going to secretly kill him and run away.
Lei Li stared at Zhou Yi, watching him chop the three ingredients into pieces and mix them with hot oil and salt into a bowl of even more smelly stuff.
Moreover, the boiled chicken Zhou Yi mentioned was also raw, with red blood streaks in the chicken bones.
Lei Li: "...Are you sure you can eat it?"
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Of course, I haven't found any ox horns or plums in the mountains. If we add some pickled ox horns or plums, the flavor will be richer."
"We also add soy sauce, but last time we went to the market, you said soy sauce was too expensive so you wouldn't buy it."
"If we have salt, why do we need soy sauce?"
Lei Li curled his lips, "You used to be such a big boss, eating chicken with dipping sauce, ox horns... I've never even heard of this."
"It's a kind of earthy lemon."
“No.”
"It's a wild fruit with a skin that's very sour. It's green and about the size of an egg. It has sharp, hard thorns on its stem."
"I think I've seen this before..."
Lei Li thought about it and seemed to have seen it somewhere deeper in the mountains of Sanlihe. It had small white flowers that were quite fragrant, but the fruits were extremely sour.
When mother Liu Ye'er and father Lei Dashan saw the bloody boiled chicken and the strange-tasting dipping sauce, they fell silent for a moment, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
Lei Li directly asked Zhou Yi to eat it first. If it was poisonous, he would die first. At worst, they would die together.
If you can't die, then live.
Zhou Yi ate it in front of them.
Lei Li stared at him for a while, then said to his parents, "It's done. He's not dead. He might be a little smelly, but at least he's not poisonous. Mom and Dad, eat them all. You two can each have a big chicken drumstick."
Lei Dashan refused and said, "Dad and Mom are already old and have tasted all kinds of good things. The chicken legs should be eaten by you and your brother-in-law..."
"He doesn't like it, and I don't like it either."
Lei Li dipped the chicken leg in a little sauce and gave one to his father and mother. He also picked up some chicken wings for himself. After thinking about it, he also picked up some chicken wings for Zhou Yi and rolled them three times in the sauce.
"Here, if it tastes good, eat more."
"Thanks."
Zhou Yi is quick to accept advice.
Liu Ye'er felt a little embarrassed. "Zhou Yi, it's not that Mom and Dad don't trust you, it's just that we haven't seen this kind of food here..."
"I know."
Zhou Yi nodded. "The local climate and soil nurture the local people. This dipping sauce may not suit your taste. I also made a simple version with only hot oil and salt."
If you can’t use up all the oil, salt and dipping sauce, you can use it to cook tomorrow, so there is no waste at all.
Although Zhou Yi thought that this amount of ingredients would not be used up, Lei Dashan and Liu Ye'er were both very frugal and usually only used a little oil when cooking.
Or lard.
Most people in Sanlihe Village were poor, let alone Lei Li's family. They would only bring back a piece of fat meat from the market during the Chinese New Year. They would boil the pork over a high fire and store it in a clay pot.
In winter, you can use lard residue to stir-fry vegetables, and even simple stir-fried vegetables will be fragrant. After the spring comes and the weather gets warmer, the lard residue will not be kept for long.
Pheasants are indeed different from domestic chickens.
Pheasants jump up and down, run everywhere, eating all the tender grass and leaves, wild fruits, and plump insects high in protein. Their meat is firm and sweet.
Especially since this chicken is not yet old enough, it is still a tender youngster, so it tastes even better when boiled in water.
Lei Li took two bites, his expression a bit indescribable, "...This sauce really tastes weird."
But it's addictive.
Lei Dashan fell in love with it at first bite and ate it with sand ginger, coriander and inzu. Liu Ye'er was not so used to it and just dipped it in a dish of oil and salt.
Five-fingered ginseng soup is a divine delicacy.
The soup is sweeter than the boiled chicken, even surpassing the stir-fried chicken offal with wild onions.
The fragrance was so good that neighbors from far away came to ask about it several times. Some even brought food and said that they had too much at home and couldn't finish it, so they wanted to give some to Lei Li's family. As they spoke, they looked inside eagerly.
Lei Li didn't ask for anything, so I sent him away with a few words. Don't ask any questions, because whoever asks will be beaten.
But the village chief's family was very good to the Lei Li family. When they took the ox cart to the county and town, they often did not accept money from their family and would help in any way they could.
"Go and deliver a bowl of boiled chicken to the village chief's house. If anyone asks you, don't answer. If they ask again, just say you happened to pick up a chicken when you went down the mountain."
Lei Li took out half of the chicken, thought for a while, put a dish of condiments in it, put it in the basket, covered it with a piece of cloth, and sent Zhou Yi to deliver it.
"I see."
Zhou Yi is tall, strong, and has a fierce face. Most villagers don't know him, and those who are not brave enough don't dare to talk to him.
He walked quickly and came back in just a few minutes.
"I did everything you asked."
"That's good."
Lei Li asked Zhou Yi to chop wood while he boiled water for bathing.
However, it's not one pot per person, but one pot for the whole family, because boiling too much water would waste firewood, and his family has little labor and doesn't have much time to collect firewood.
I wiped my body with hot water and it was almost dark.
Zhou Yi thought about it again and again, and finally went to bed with his pants on. He couldn't sleep and felt uneasy without wearing pants.
He was prepared to be disturbed by Lei Li for half the night, but Lei Li was silent as soon as he lay down. He was a little uncomfortable and suspected that Lei Li was holding back a big move.
"Why don't you take off my pants?"
"You've been tired all day. I'll let you rest for a while tonight. We'll talk tomorrow night."
Lei Li turned sideways to face Zhou Yi, and suddenly reached out to touch Zhou Yi's pants. He grabbed her hand, and she smiled slyly, "Why? My husband asked me, don't you want it?"
"Um?"
Zhou Yi didn't understand. "What do you want? Didn't you ask me to take a break? Why are you reaching out to me?"
"I just want to touch my husband."
Lei Li moved closer, "I can't have a baby, and I can't touch my husband? My husband married me himself... I should be the husband he wants to marry."
"It was an accident."
"Since you're already a son-in-law, who cares if it was an accident? There are even murderers who claim they didn't do it on purpose."
"You are changing the concept."
"Can't understand."
Lei Li also stretched out his other hand, which was caught by Zhou Yi. He wanted to kiss him unexpectedly, but Zhou Yi predicted it and dodged it by turning his head back.
"You've been tired all day. Shouldn't you have some sleep tonight? You still have work to do tomorrow."
"Then give me a kiss. Kiss me and I'll stop making trouble."
"……No."
"Other husbands will kiss their husbands, but you said you can't do it from below, so you can't do it from the mouth, right?"
“…I didn’t say I couldn’t.”
"But we haven't had our wedding night yet."
"You're changing the subject again."
"I don't understand. Anyway, you have to kiss me. If you say something fancy and I don't understand it, you have to kiss me. If you don't want me to kiss your mouth to pieces, then kiss me."
“…”
Zhou Yi's silence was deafening.
"Hey, you can't play dead."
“…”
Zhou Yi didn't pretend to be dead.
He really wants to die.
"My husband, I advise you not to refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."
"...You actually know how to use idioms now."
"Are you mouthing or not?"
"...Is it okay if I die?"
"no."
Zhou Yi was silent.
Zhou Yi struggled.
Zhou Yi sighed, held the back of Lei Li's head, closed his eyes and kissed her, "Is it okay now?"
"no."
Lei Li said confidently, "I asked you to kiss my lips, why kiss my face? Kiss me again."
“…”
Zhou Yi closed his eyes and kissed Lei Li firmly on the mouth.
soft.
Hot.
Zhou Yi felt something strange.
This was the first time he took the initiative to be close to his relatives.
"Can we sleep now?"
"Yes."
Lei Li closed her eyes contentedly, then suddenly opened them again and asked Zhou Yi, "Last time I saw two people kissing and both of them stuck out their tongues, but you didn't just now."
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